Wishing that something would happen A change in this place 'cause I'm tearing off the fancy wrappingFind an empty package

Take for a while your trumpet from your lip Loosen your hold, loosen your grip On your old ways that have fallen out of stepIn a changing time Hoist a new flag Hoist a new flag

Angry sun burn down Judging us allGuilty of neglect and disrespectAnd thinking small And death by boredom And death by greed If we can't stop taking More than we need

Across the fractured the landscape I see the same things Tired ideas Birds without wings

Birds without wings Birds without wings

But these are just thoughts On lackluster times And I've no interest In excuses you can find

Like you've had a hard day Now you're too tired to care Now you're too tired to care You've had a hard day

Well across the fractured landscape I see the same things Tired ideas, broken values Many with the notion That to share is to lose A hollow people bound by a lack Of imagination and too much looking back Without the courage To give a new thing a chance Grounded by this ignorance